Description: This younger middle-aged man wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available he will default to his scimitar, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He got into the Bather business at a young age. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He became a Bather soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new bather responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: In love, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He wears a brown shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He carries a battered spear and tarnished shield as well. His moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ernest does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. At a young age his father died while driving off some orcs. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in shield use. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Ernest was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 300 gp. Star ruby (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a white shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his white hair down. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Dean is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Dean lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His first spouse was a Soapmaker, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Extrovert, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Slave, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'6" when asserting himself. His white hair is singed and shortened. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.